Lou Knew

Contemplating the pain Trump’s going to lay on the most vulnerable among us (and yeah, some of them voted for him, but hurt is hurt), I found this song, imagined as being addressed directly to the Shitgibbon, a perfect expression of my mood:

Buried deep in the lyrics Reed talks of the Trumps being ordained. But the real tell is when he sings “They say the President’s dead/But no one can find his head.” That last line is truer than he ever knew. Man was a prophet.